Clutching (choking) the toilet for dear life
I tremble
the hammering pulse blistering the temples of my brain
the remaining body weight I possess a silhouette of what I used to be
To retreat back to the bed of our engagement, to hold you close
and feel the calm pendulum of your heart against my chest
soft natural lips, smooth skin resting in mine
Bloodshot eyes that fear Macbeth’s travelling lamp
that retrace the clothes I left on the ground
due to the overheat in my system, the sweat behind my pupils
the shards of glass rupturing my vision
and the saltiness of your overtime
the splendor of your exquisite aligned teeth nurtured from your bronze shade—
hey floor, nice to meet you
“How did I get into this room?” Leonard Shelby asks
draw the curtains before I stumble
open the shades so I can appreciate you
so I can’t forget you, so your memory overtakes me
I’m dizzy because of you, when did you get here?
How do I know you?
I’m so thirsty for some wa—
your delicate belance, never seen symmetry like you before
this pillow, angelic in appearance and in touch
could be a gift from heaven
fight the light, part the dark
focus on unfocusing, it might hurt too much
breathe
through your nose idiot!
warmth of your breath makes me shiver
So this is what it feels like
to truly have butterflies in my stomach
springtime in the abdomen
a monarch butterfly’s seasonal sonata
bread
a honeybees pollination Ode to Joy
jelly, sugar
a bald eagle in Harlem
tuna, chicken, marinara, chimichurri
an atomic bomb the size of a cherry
custard, cheesecake, chocolate pudding
Hershey’s syrup almonds pop tarts—
Polka dot dresses and minimal mascara
Salsa shoes and hair de la madrugada
Late for work, no time to eat
Tired and woozy, no time for naps
forgetful, distracted the whole day for stressing—
now that the fare is paid
I can exhale a moment
— nevermind…
I can see your eyes from here
burning a whole the size of Jupiter in my soul
lightning storm on my right brain forces my 180 to grimace—
lightning storm—